Desolation [manxman] DRAFT

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

I grunted as I woke up, annoyed that I hadn't been given the opportunity to go back to Chaos again. My nightly misadventure didn't bring the answers I so desperately wished for and just left me feeling hollow and frustrated. I had so many questions and I refused to let them be unanswered. If I didn't get the chance to have my dad around and spend time with him then I might as well spent time with him in my dreams in an alternative dimension, sphere, whatever. What further set me off was my other dad denying the possibility.

"Good morning." Alexios murmured into my ear, voice huskily.

"Morning." I grunted, wedging my cold feet in between his legs.

He shivered for a second and then wrapped his knees around my legs, snuggling closer into the crook of my neck. This still weirded me out but I was preoccupied with wondering what he was thinking of this whole disaster. Did he assume I just made that up in order to hurt my dad's feelings or was he actually believing me? It hurt to think that the only person I was currently deeming one hundred percent trust worthy might not believe me and think I was going insane.

"I had hoped you'd be in a better mood this morning." He sighed into my ear.

"He is lying to me. Why would I be in a good mood?" I scoffed, burrowing my face in the soft fabric of the blanket.

He didn't say anything for a while and just hugged me to his chest. I could feel the motion of his thorax as he was breathing and could feel his breath coming in and out of his mouth, brushing over the baby hairs in my neck. I reached behind to let my fingers caress his cheek bone as I slipped on hand into his hair and pulled him closer to me. I just wanted to cherish the feeling of having him close for as long as I could.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked gently, trying to encourage me.

"What would I want to talk about?" I huffed annoyed. "The betrayal that seems to run in the family or the lies or better yet how they treated me and demand me to forgive them?"

"Why do you think your dad is lying?" He brushed off my caustic remarks, unwilling to let it go.

"Because he used to. I can't trust him." I replied agitated.

"Yes, but I think he had a change of heart. He seems to be very invested in building a relationship with you." He commented. "Why would he go through all that trouble if he knows you aren't even his son?"

That was a good point actually. Would he be willing to invest this much time and energy into repairing our relationship if he knew? What would be in there for him? I wasn't necessarily good at anything useful for him and I didn't even have my magic which made me basically useless in terms of warfare. I might be able to come up with a plan but that was about all I could do. But Chaos dad had about the same amount to gain. I couldn't get him out of Chaos and I didn't know what he got out of being nice to me except for a father son relationship that might end as soon as it started because I couldn't guarantee to ever come back there. This entire situation just frustrated me.

"Hmn." I hummed, done and over with this topic for the next couple of hours. "Breakfast."

"Breakfast? He is in it for food?" I could hear the confusion in his voice.

I untugged my legs from him and turned around to meet that stupid face of his. I could see the confusion shimmer in his eyes but it got taken over by their usual vivid liveliness as he met my glance. I snuck one hand up to his face to slightly brush over his jawline, starting by the ear and following its curve down to his chin. I felt a smile form underneath my finger tips which I followed to meet the corners of his mouth. I started to trace his lips as he parted them and licked over their tips, making me shiver.